"Is it or glust enter ready?"
"Sorry?" I asked the taxi driver. I'd kind of hoped for a receipt, rather than a riddle. It was only just after 7 a.m., after all.
"Is it or glust enter ready?" he said, slower.
"I'm really sorry," I said. I put on my best blank look. It looks like this - watch. There. Very blank.
"Is... it... or... glust... enter... ready?"
"Yes." This seemed to satisfy him.
"Time flies," said he.
Ah. It is indeed the end of August already.
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Your taxi was a Rover ? whatever happened to Black Cabs ?
You can't expect much if your taxi driver is in a Rover. If anything.
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